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Chapter 133 Aizen, Just You Wait!
🕑 Added 2025-10-28 23:16:56 +0000 UTCWatching the retreating back of Jin carrying Harribel rapidly disappearing, Yhwach, who had lived for thousands of years, was stunned for several full seconds.
"After them!"
Finally snapping back to reality, Yhwach practically spat out the word through gritted teeth.
‘Damn, I, the mighty Quincy King…’
‘The one who killed the strongest Shinigami, Yamamoto Genryuusai Shigekuni…’
‘The strongest in the three worlds, soon to replace the Soul King…’
‘Was actually tricked by a human punk!?’
Hearing Yhwach's words, the Quincy swarmed forward.
They charged into the prison door.
However, when they saw the empty prison cell, all the Quincy were dumbfounded.
Half a minute later, seeing no movement for a long time, Yhwach entered the cell with Haschwalth and Uryu.
The next second, they also fell into a mysterious silence.
Yhwach: ‘Where are they? I'm asking you, where the hell are they!?’
Sternritter: ‘How should I know!?’
"...Let's go!"
After sensing around and indeed finding no trace of human or Hollow’s aura, Yhwach had no choice but to swallow this bitter pill.
He refocused his attention on the Gotei 13 and attacking the Soul King Palace.
But he had firmly memorized Jin's appearance.
Yhwach felt he had always been the one to trick others.
Yamamoto was so badass, but wasn't he still tricked to death?
Being tricked by someone was a first.
‘I'll remember this debt!’
...
"Where is... this place?"
Harribel, having regained her senses, looked around in surprise.
‘Wh-what happened?’
‘Shouldn't we be in the Wandenreich’s prison?’
‘How did we end up here in the blink of an eye?’
"Wow! Jin-sama, who is this big sister?"
Shirahoshi from the artificial lake curiously approached.
Following closely behind were a group of enthusiastic mermaids.
A cool-on-the-outside, warm-on-the-inside tsundere like Harribel was worst at dealing with airheads like Shirahoshi.
"Get to know each other first."
Jin put Harribel down, then called towards the house:
"Hancock, Nami, come out for a moment."
Before long, Nami, Hancock… and Robin, who had always held a low status here, came out of the house.
Seeing Harribel, who seemed somewhat flustered under Shirahoshi's continuous friendly gestures, Nami and Hancock's expressions weren't very good.
‘Who is this tanned girl!?’
Meanwhile, Robin inwardly sneered, thinking that a scumbag really couldn't change his habit.
"Here, gifts for you."
Jin handed two Medallions to Nami and Hancock respectively.
They were the Medallions for Sui-Feng's Jakuho Raikoben and Byakuya’s Senbonzakura Kageyoshi.
"What is this thing?"
Nami played with the Medallion, her face full of confusion.
"To use this thing, you first need to learn how to use Reiatsu..."
Jin imitated the method Yamamoto used to teach him two years ago, explaining the principles of Reiatsu to them.
Nami wasn't a combat type.
So Jakuho Raikoben, a Bankai that could only be fired once and a one-shot decisive move, suited her better.
To put it bluntly, it didn't require much skill.
And Senbonzakura Kageyoshi, with its average strength but explosive gorgeousness, paired perfectly with Hancock, the [World's Most Beautiful Woman].
Jin felt Byakuya was quite secretly passionate too.
After all, an ice-cold face like him actually used flowers as a weapon.
As for Daiguren Hyorinmaru... Jin hadn't found a suitable candidate yet.
He tried giving it to Tsunade.
But this older sister, upon learning it was an ice-based ability, immediately said she wasn't interested.
She still preferred fighting with her fists.
Lately, she'd been training in Haki, just like Guy.
Without much choice, Jin could only keep it for now.
Finally, after Tsunade first reluctantly, then gradually turned to a ‘pretending to refuse while actually yielding’ attitude, Jin left his mark in the Hokage's office once again before embarking on his journey home.
"Hmm?"
On his way back, Jin suddenly encountered someone familiar.
Well, not really that familiar.
Just familiar as a reader in his previous life… in this life, he only knew her.
Uchiha Mikoto.
At this moment, Mikoto was wearing a house dress, the standard full-time housewife attire.
She was pushing a stroller with both hands, a small cloth bag containing various vegetables hanging from her arm.
"Ah, Jin-sama, hello."
Seeing Jin approaching, Mikoto quickly bowed in greeting.
"Uh... hello."
Jin rarely showed an embarrassed expression.
Because he saw, in the stroller, a human infant who had clearly been born not long ago.
Noticing Jin's gaze, Mikoto revealed a motherly smile and said:
"This child is Itachi, Uchiha Itachi. Both Fugaku and I hope he can become an excellent Ninja like you, Jin-sama."
"...Let's not use me as an example."
Jin forced out a faint smile and quickly walked away.
‘Has the filial son been born already without me noticing?’
Although the Konoha Council had long been wiped out without a trace, Itachi's thought process truly couldn't be measured by common sense.
After all, he was a freak who could think like a Hokage at 4 years old.
But it is unknown which Hokage's thinking he inherited.
‘It wouldn't be the Third, would it?’
Jin looked up at the faces of the past Hokages carved on the mountain wall behind Konoha.
Hiruzen’s sculpture had already disappeared.
Only Hashirama, Tobirama, and Tsunade, three generations of Senju, remained.
And terms like [Third Hokage], [Sarutobi], [Konoha Council], etc., had become almost forbidden words in Konoha.
But it didn't matter.
After all, those who knew the meaning of these words were few and far between in Konoha Village now.
"One more fun thing."
The embarrassment on Jin's face quickly turned back into a smile.
After all, there was nothing to worry about.
No matter what personality the filial son would develop in the future, how much trouble could he really stir up?
Jin didn’t really think like those Itachi fanboys in his previous life said that if he didn't have his illness, he could beat Madara up.
And even if it were true, Jin wouldn't be afraid.
...
Several months later.
"No good, this big guy just won't listen to me."
Nami gave up and lay back, indicating she was done.
The gleaming Jakuho Raikoben placed beside her turned into a black light and returned to the Medallion on Nami's chest.
Even imitating the method Shihoin Yoruichi and Kisuke used to teach Ichigo in the original work and applying it to Nami, the results weren't great.
After all, the progress speed of that cheater with four bloodlines really couldn't be gauged by common sense.
He went from an ordinary person to Captain-level in one month.
He learned Bankai in two days when he hadn't even fully mastered Shikai.
He scared the piss out of Byakuya.
Only Momonosuke, who could evolve from a perverted brat to Kaido-level overnight, could barely surpass him.
But although Nami was a bit lacking, the other one was different.
Rustle-
Under the sunlight, they looked like dancing petals.
Countless cherry blossom petals turned into a tsunami.
And the one controlling this sea of flowers was none other than Hancock!
The pink cherry blossoms surprisingly matched well with her, the Mero Mero no Mi User who used pink arrows.
The next second, a scheming smile curled on Hancock's lips.
She abruptly waved her hand.
The endless sea of flowers instantly rushed towards Harribel, who had fully recovered, changed into a white outfit, and had the area below her nose covered by a ferocious bone mask.
According to Harribel, these bone masks weren't decorations but part of the bodies of [Hollows] like her.
It’s so troublesome.
After all, if Jin wanted a kiss, he'd have to ask her to release her Resurrección first.
But so far, Jin hadn't gained much advantage over Harribel.
Wanting to see her Hollow hole would probably require more waiting.
The main reason for this situation, Jin felt, was partly because as a Hollow, she had no such experience.
Secondly, it was because Harribel had been backstabbed by Aizen once.
So she was somewhat wary of him, her new boss.
‘Aizen, you bastard! Don't let me run into you.’
‘Otherwise, I'll rip your mask off and slap your face!’
